Chapter 632: Barbecue and Drinking (13)

After listening to the butler's words, the kiln owner wanted to buy the horse skin. The horseskin was rolled under the cart like a whole sheet. The housekeeper didn't smoke, so he put one back in his cigarette and took one in his mouth. He covered the box, put it back, and took the fire fold to light the cigarette. He lit a cigarette, covered the fire, and said, "The horseskin is a whole sheet, isn't it?" ”

"A whole one, that is, half of the horse's leg is missing, and the other half is in plaster." The housekeeper said. He looked at the kiln owner and said, "Buy it and go back, sit on a mat, and sit on it in spring, summer, autumn and winter." I said I wanted it all, the village government. ”

"This game deserves some work to make a mat." The kiln master looked at the cart and got off the horse.

was said by the housekeeper, and the kiln owner didn't want to buy the horse skin. He said, "I buy a pile of horse meat and a horse skin?" As he spoke, he took a puff on his cigarette and looked at the horseskin under the cart.

The butler looked at the meat and nibbled on the meat. He said, "Look at it, you can buy it, and if it doesn't work, you won't buy it." ”

The kiln owner puffed out the cigarette and looked at it, and took the fire fold. He took a puff of his cigarette and looked at the horseskin, and said, "It's cheap." ”

"If you want to buy horse meat, you have to put it on the mat, if you don't put it away, what will you take?" The housekeeper asked. The housekeeper looked at the master of the horseskin kiln, turned his head and picked up the wine glass, faced Qian Xiwu, and said, "Come, drink." ”

Qian Xiwu put down the meat, picked up the wine glass, and said, "Come, drink" Qian Xiwu clinked glasses with the housekeeper and took a sip of the wine in the cup.

After the housekeeper drank the wine and his mouth was deformed, he said to the kiln owner: "If you don't want it, then wash the brick cart with a few buckets of water, and wait for the bricks to be unloaded." Rinse with water to rinse off. ”

The kiln owner said: "The car plate often puts bricks and tiles, there are small pits and peeling places, there are many potholes, washed with water, and there are bricks and tiles and ash in it." The ash can't be washed away, and it sticks to the meat. ”

"If you can't rush away, what's the matter?" The housekeeper asked.

"Then I'll buy him the horseskin?" The kiln owner asked.

"To buy or not to buy, I can't force you." The housekeeper looked at the horseskin under the cart and looked at the kiln owner.

We have to give the workers good food tonight, horse meat is cheap, and we can get more of it. The kiln mainly buys horse meat, not horse skin. When he bought horse meat, he had to buy horse skins, which he put on the boards. After weighing them, the kiln owner decided to buy them all and give the workers good food tonight. He said, "Buy it, buy it fifty or sixty catties of horse meat, and that horse skin." ”

When the steward heard this, he asked, "What kind of horse meat do you want, is it all meat ground, or is it a meat ground with bones and meat?" ”

The kiln master looked at the horse meat on the horse meat cart and said, "How much meat do you bring with you even bones and meat, but don't you have bones?" ”

"Where is the horse meat, you see, I don't cut the meat down. If you don't worry about chopping yourself, I'll weigh you as much as you want. The butler said. The housekeeper said, "That's two copper plates and a pound of land, what am I doing with you?" ”

"Just chop it like this?" The master of the kiln looked at the meat in the carriage.

"You can chop whatever you want, you can chop whatever you want. The meat is all good meat, and it was just killed today. That's what we eat. The butler held the horse meat in his hand, and he ate it after he finished speaking.

The kiln owner looked at the horseskin under the car, and the horseskin was rolled on the ground, and he squatted down to look. He said, "Well, Mapilil didn't get dusty, did he?" ”

The butler was holding up his glass, and the kiln master went to look at it, and said, "Can't you?" ”

"Can't? Can't you? The kiln owner said.

"Can't you, it's all rolled up there?" The butler said, holding the wine glass in his hand.

"It's okay, so be it." After that, the kiln master stood up.

"That's okay, it's okay if it's a little gray, wash it, you have to blanch the stew, blanch it once and it's basically clean." After the butler finished speaking, he took a small sip of the wine glass. After drinking, he said to Qian Xiwu: "Drink" After that, he put down the wine glass and took the meat to eat.

Qian Xi gnawed on meat, and the housekeeper asked him to drink, he snorted, picked up the wine glass, and faced the housekeeper. Seeing that the butler put down the wine glass, he didn't say anything, put the wine glass down and continued to nibble on the meat.

The housekeeper gnawed on the meat, saw Qian Xiwu put down the wine glass, and said, "Drink?" ”

"You've got your glasses down?" Qian Xiwu said.

"No, that's it." The housekeeper picked up the wine glass, pointed to Qian Xiwu, and said, "Come"

Seeing the housekeeper pick up the wine glass, Qian Xiwu picked up the wine glass, held it to his chest, and went to clink glasses with the housekeeper. The cup was clinked, and the butler drank. The housekeeper drank Qian Xi Wu and then drank it too. They both took a sip each.

Look at the wine in the glass, you have some leftovers, and you can dry it in one sip. The butler shook the glass, and the next time he dried it.

Qian Xiwu drank the wine, put the wine glass, and nibbled on the barbecue with the plug of the barbecue in both hands.

The kiln owner watches the housekeeper, and the housekeeper drinks with people. He looked at the people in the courtyard for a while, and looked at the two family members. He looked at the two family members, and watched the workers at work, unloading bricks and tiles.

There were two people helping, one tall and one short, and the kiln owner took two steps towards the unloading of bricks.

The dragon Shaoer Baozi unloaded the bricks, empty-handed, only with his hands to unload, and the workers in the brick kiln wore gloves. By this time, their fingers had been sharpened. Erbaozi looked at his hands and said, "Grind your hands?" He looked at Long Shao and asked, "Do you grind your hands, I grind my hands?" Erbaozi rubbed his hands and said, "Look? ”

"Grind your hands, too." Major General Long spread his hands so that Erbaozi could see it.

Er Baozi saw that Long Shao's hands were almost grinding with his own hands, and his fingers were red. He looked at the brick kilns, they were all wearing gloves, the gloves looked wear-resistant, and there were ten fingers of iron on the palms.

Erbaozi looked at the people in the brick kiln and said, "Where did they put their gloves?" ”

"Who knows?" Long Shao said.

When the kiln owner saw that they were not working, he looked at his hands and said gloves. He said: "The gloves belong to our brick kiln, which are specially used by the workers to move bricks and tiles, and they are equipped with iron on the palms of the hands, and they have ten fingers, all in the palms of the hands. Anti-abrasion of the gloves. I don't think they have much to bring, so I'll borrow them for you. ”

It was Lao Xia who was moving bricks nearby, and the kiln owner took two steps towards Lao Xia and said, "Lao Xia, how many gloves do you bring, do you have any spare space, borrow them for use?" The kiln master pointed down.

Lao Xia moved the bricks in his hands, he put the bricks down, and the thug said: "There are five of us, so we brought five, not more." At that time, the village owner was in a hurry to leave, and he didn't think much about it. ”

"Didn't bring much?" The kiln owner said.

"No, one for each of us." Old Xia Hui.

The kiln owner looked at the two people, one tall and one short, he said to Lao Xia: "What's the matter, they grind their hands, and after a while, the two families in the courtyard have finished eating, and the one who is sitting and drinking with the housekeeper is finished, so they come to help, and they have to grind their hands to move bricks." ”

"Do you have to grind your hands?" The kiln owner said.

Lao Xia took off his gloves and said, "Do you want to use our gloves?" ”

The people were helping to unload, and the kiln owner looked at it and said, "Then why don't you use gloves?" ”

Lao Xia looked at the kiln owner and said, "Let them use it, let's move it empty-handed first, and when we grind our hands, we will use it again and ask them for it." In this way, we grind our hands and we use them, they grind their hands and they use them, so we use each other, what's the matter? ”

"Use each other?" The kiln owner said.

The square-headed guy in the vicinity listened, he didn't want to borrow gloves, he was sweating tired of moving bricks. He looked at the old Xia kiln master, who was tall and short. He complained about Lao Xia, blindly being a good person, saying good things himself, and others suffering with him.

Gloves borrowed from others, he has to grind his hands, he often moves bricks to know, but he doesn't want to wear out the skin of his hands, the skin of his hands is worn out, he can't move bricks with his bare hands, and it is not comfortable to wear gloves, and it hurts to kill with salt.